The perfect Peace

By: Rob Hess




Things that I long to see

Never in my life have I

Been at peace

And in sound mind



Disgust and shame,

Of whom I am

No one to blame

I turn now to the only thing

I know will end this endless ring

Of life,

Of hurt,

Of longing and dreams,

And watch as I begin to bleed

I drink the final brew of death

Pills mixed in for toxics best

As I drift of in a daze

I know I'll never wake again

But I'm ok and don't feel bad

For death healed my wounds and scabs

Ones that existed deep within

Hidden far from all of them

Now I feel what I have longed…

The perfect peace…

My life is gone…